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Finley looked amused for a moment and tilted his head, "Do you? I can say that I wasn't sure if I could peg you for being attracted to guys, but I had an inkling." He reached up, smoothed his palm against Kalian's chest, fingertips playing with the fabric of his shirt, "Are you sure you want to do that, Kalian?"
His body was tense, controlled, rigidly so. That control, if and when it snapped, was a glorious thing. It was straining at the end of its leash, snapping its jaws. Desire clawed at Kalian's throat like the meanest wolf, his eyes dark, very much so. The black eyeliner around the emerald orbs forced them into a stunning contrast. His lips parted, and a shuddering breath passed through them, the strawberry lipgloss becoming smeared as his tongue flashed out and licked his own lips nervously.
Kalian needed. He needed, needed him as much as he needed breath. A shaky inhale, and his voice was semi-solid, semi-steady. "If you would let me, I would definitely like to kiss you."
Finley liked that look in Kalian's eyes very much. He'd thought the other guy was attractive and let himself shamelessly admire his body, but that intense look of want and need made him ten times more attractive. His hand stayed where it was, resting over Kalian's heartbeat.
"Do you often kiss your customers, Kalian?" Finley's breath warmly ghosted over the other's neck as he leaned a little closer, "I mean, I'm not complaining. I'd like for you to kiss me."
The knots in his belly twisted, curled tighter. His pulse was quick, sharp, jagged in his throat and chest. "Not often, no. Other than you, only one. And it didn't end very well. I'm taller than you." Kalian's mind was reaching, reaching for something to distract it.
"I could pick you up. It would make this easier, but then you would be pressed against me and that might not be a good thing. You smell f***ing phenomenal. I really want to kiss you."
Finley clucked his tongue and brushed his nose against the crook of Kalian's neck, "Why would that be bad? I don't see the downside to that," he mused, letting a cruel little smile curve his lips, "I don't care how you do it, but stop talking about kissing me and do it."
His hands gripped Finley's hips, picking him up easily and pushing him against a nearby wall, his hips rolling into Finley's while his lips pressed against Finley's. Suddenly, something softened inside of him, made him to loosen his hold on Finley's hips, his lips to cruise instead of dominate, his hips stilling so his member didn't push against Finley's crotch.
But god, the need was there. He lifted his head and roved his eyes over Finley's face. "I'm sorry."
"You're like some kind of animal," The words would have sounded accusatory from anyone else, but Finley said them in a revered tone. His cheeks were flushed with excitement and his new piercings throbbed a little from the pressure, which made the kiss all the more intense for him.
He chuckled, a little breathless. "Why thank you." He breathed in deeply. "I'm still sorry if I hurt you, or if I pressed too hard or.. Or if I hurt you." He sighed softly. "Did I hurt you?"
Finley pursed his lips and shook his head, "Pfft, no, I'm not hurt," he assured him. He'd just leave out the fact that he generally liked the pain. Kalian didn't have to know that.
Kalian exhaled slowly. "I don't lose control often. And it's not normally good, or it's very good, when I do." His face reddened. "Can I kiss you again?"
His head dipped, lips brushing lightly over Finley's. Then a crushing weight as his control slipped just a little, body pushing into Finley's with force, with desire.
Finley grunted quietly, though it was out of surprise, not pain. His legs squeezed Kalian's waist, hands slipping up to cup the other's neck and hold him in that strong kiss.
Their lips broke, though their faces remained close. An unsteady breath later and Kalian felt embarrassment and shame well up in his stomach. "I'm sorry.."
"Hmph, you're a silly guy," He sounded amused, lips curving into a smirk. Finley poked Kalian's nose with the tip of his index finger, "Why does that require an apology?"
"Because it means you're in danger of seeing me naked very, very soon." He shifted his grip on Finley so he was a little taller again, head lowering so their lips could brush. "And honey, when I take my clothes off, I typically f*** someone. That would be you."
"It'll only be more attractive if you are, and that's a very bad idea - becoming more attractive, that is. The question in my mind? Do you want to see me naked, honey?"